As semester finals draw near, and that ever-so-important collegiate GPA hangs in the balance, I realize that I have even less time for video games than I once did, and that's okay. Because of this, I've become less picky about what I play, and simply play whatever I can when I have the time. I've discovered many new games, such as Hitman Absolution, given games like Bioshock a second chance, and revisited old favorites, like the Fallout games. I've gotten back to the reason why I started playing video games in the first place: The experience.
When I had all the time in the world, I played one game until it became boring, and went straight to the next one, to do the same thing. Doing so made me loathe the mere thought of games that I had already played to death, making great games repulsive. I played simply because I had too much time on my hands, and that was my way of filling it. Now that I can take these games in bite-sized chunks, they become enjoyable again. I've even revisited games like Bioshock, as I previously mentioned, which I had previously bled dry. I realized just how much of an impact that game could make on the player, and how stressful the initial moments were. It was beautiful.
I think, as I continue through college, and into the business world, I will continue to play video games, but I will do so as I do now. I will just play for a few hours every couple of days, and never play a game until I hate it, for that is truly a tragedy. Playing games for fun is an art that many seem to have lost. We, as gamers, seem to play because it's simply what we do, or for stats, bragging rights, and so on. Let's remember why we got into gaming in the first place. Let's have fun.